Merce Cunningham (1919-2009)

I do not believe it is possible to be too simple. What the dancer does is the most realistic of all possible things. And to pretend that a man standing on a hill could be doing everything except just standing is simply divorce. Divorced from life, from the sun coming up and going down, from clouds in front of the sun, from the rain that comes from the clouds and sends you into the drug store for a cup of coffee. From each thing that succeeds each thing. Dancing is a visible action of life.